Each body has its art.

I felt that I had to write. Even if I had never been published, I knew that I would go on writing, enjoying it and experiencing the challenge.

Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get.

Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers, the self-soilers, the harmony-hushers, "Even if you are not ready for day it cannot always be night." You will be right. For that is the hard home-run. Live not for battles won. Live not for the-end-of-the-song. Live in the along.

Be careful what you swallow. Chew!

at a certain moment in social proceedings, I am on FIRE to leave: I have a leaving-FIT.

Exhaust the little moment / Soon it dies.